That night, Qin Ze really got to eat his sister's noodles. His sister's noodles were guided by her younger brother and taught her every step. She couldn't just go straight to the point. There had to be foreplay. First, the water had to be boiled. Before the foreplay, there had to be a lot of preparation work, such as cutting scallions, meat, etc.
Under her younger brother's careful guidance, Qin Bao Bao experienced the most carefree first time in her life.
The process of eating noodles couldn't be rushed. If it was too rushed, it would burn the tongue. First, she had to push aside the clumps of vegetables. At this time, she couldn't directly stick out her tongue. She had to use her lips to test the temperature. After feeling the warm and moist breath, she could take a sip. Then, she closed her eyes and used the tip of her tongue to feel the beauty of the soup.
Eating noodles was different from eating rice. The latter was chewing while the former was sucking.
Qin Ze picked up some noodles and slurped it into his mouth. He praised, "Sister's noodles are really delicious."
Wang Zijin also changed her opinion of her best friend's cooking. She gave a thumbs up and said, "Bao Bao's noodles are really delicious."
Qin Bao Bao squinted her eyes. She had an expression of enjoyment and satisfaction.
This meal of noodles was worth it.
Before going to bed at night, Qin Ze remembered what he said in the living room. He waited with a heart full of anticipation and apprehension. Unfortunately, his sister didn't come to sleep with him.
Qin Ze didn't know whether his sister was shy or couldn't leave for some other reason.
He had a lot of things to say to his sister. He wanted to chat with her under the quilt and teach her how to run a company and write a business plan. Forget it, he would talk about it in the future.
On the third day of Qin Ze tearing Star Art apart, the popularity of the Internet didn't decrease at all. Star Art was scolded like a dog. Tieba, forums, Weibo were all clamoring. If you went to watch a movie and saw a lot of comments: "Boycott Star Art" or "Star Art Get Out", then the movie was either made by an artist under Star Art or funded by Star Art.
Qin Ze knew that more than half of the people here were paid by his sister to stir up trouble. Wang Zijin's online media company was also helping out.
Qin Ze was both gratified and helpless that his sisters were so scheming. Actually, he was looking forward to the naive and sweet girls. The naive and sweet girls were delicate and easy to coax. After saying a few touching words, they would cry and say, "You're electricity, you're light, you're the only legend, I only love you …"
But he didn't have that kind of luck. His sister seemed easy to coax, but she was actually a jealous person. Sister Ziwei looked gentle and generous, but she was actually cunning and scheming. Su Yu seems to be the easiest to control, but she is a masochist inside. She likes that tone, but it doesn't mean that she is silly and sweet. She is the best at causing trouble. There was no need to talk about Elder Sister Man. She was not fated to be a naive girl.
Chen Qingyuan was a naive and sweet girl, at least from what I could see, but girls younger than me couldn't fall in love at all. Xu Yue was also naive and sweet, but she was his cousin.
Qin Ze felt very tired.
The only girl who met Qin Ze's taste and had the potential to be naive and sweet was Zhang Ya!
"This is Zhang Ya's engagement invitation, next Friday." The sister wearing sunglasses and a big brimmed hat smiled and said thank you to the courier. She opened the package and put the invitation in front of Qin Ze.
The courier's mental activity: Psycho, wearing sunglasses and a hat at home.
The recipient was Qin Ze. Zhang Ya was very thoughtful. It was too ostentatious to write Qin Bao Bao. In comparison, Qin Ze's reputation was much smaller and less eye-catching.
Next Friday …
Today was Monday, and there were still two weeks left.
Qin Ze looked at the engagement invitation, a little disappointed, a little helpless, and a little free and easy.
He had two girlfriends in his life. His deskmate in junior high school was a nominal boyfriend and girlfriend, but he had never held hands. He had held hands with the little cabbage in college. He didn't like her. At most, he had a little affection for her. He had been struggling with a question: Was he in love?
Zhang Ya was the girl he wanted to pursue. She was his sister's best friend and had a boyfriend before she met him. It was nothing to have a boyfriend. Which pretty girl didn't have a few boyfriends these days? But his sister didn't agree. She didn't want anything unspeakable to happen between her brother and her best friend.
In the past, he always had a fluke mentality. Having a boyfriend didn't mean anything as long as they weren't married. There would always be a chance.
But reality was not a novel. Pretty sister, if you didn't pursue someone, someone else would. No one would wait forever.
In fact, he didn't feel too sad or too reluctant.
He just felt a little emotional.
There were always a few girls in a man's life that he liked.
"Zhang Ya invited us to go together. I'm thinking, should we give one or two red packets?" The sister said in distress. "When we were married …"
Wang Zijin turned pale with fright. "You two?"
"Save, save the words," Qin Bao Bao said in a panic.
"You're so stupid. Why don't you just split a red packet into two?" Qin Ze was speechless.
"Good idea." Qin Bao Bao beamed.
"We'll go to Tianfang Entertainment in the afternoon. As the big boss, it's time for you to go to work," Qin Ze said.
The day before yesterday, he and Qin Bao Bao went to Nan Man Pei's house again to finalize the transfer of shares.
At this time, Star Art Entertainment was in a passive situation. Vice President Kang was angry in the office.
"How could it not be approved? Are the people in your department useless? You can't even do such a small thing. "Kang Shian slammed the table.
The manager of the logistics department stood in front of the table with a bitter face. "We've already cut it according to the requirements of the SARFT, but it still didn't pass. The reason this time is metaphorical politics. "
"Cut it according to their requirements again." Kang Shian rubbed his temples and sighed. "Wait a minute, this is … the third or fourth time."
"The fifth time, Vice President Kang," the manager of the logistics department whispered.
A period drama that Star Art invested in was blocked by the Shanghai Radio, Film and Television Bureau. Every time, they would use various reasons to reject it. The first time was because the actress exposed her cleavage, so the logistics department cut off everything below the actress's neck. The second time was that they randomly tampered with historical figures and didn't pass. The last time was related to sensitive politics.
What sensitive politics? It was just a palace drama.
Star Art had invested a lot of money into it. They couldn't die before they even started.
Kang Shian pondered for a moment and stood up from his chair. He put his hands in his pockets and paced around the antique shelf. Finally, he looked up at the ceiling. "Is someone messing with us?"
The logistics department lowered their heads in silence. This wasn't a question that a logistics manager like him could answer. His rank wasn't high enough.
Who did I offend?
Kang Shian was also thinking, but he couldn't figure it out. He didn't seem to have offended anyone recently.
"Go out and do your work." Kang Shian waved his hand.
At this time, the door opened again and a staff member from the logistics department came in.
"Vice President Kang, Manager Qian." The staff member placed a document on the table. "The 3D animation that we invested in didn't pass the censors."
Kang Shian frowned. "What's wrong with your logistics department? Do you still want to work? What's going on this time?"
The staff member felt wronged. "The SARFT said that there was too much content that wasn't suitable for children, so they rejected it."
F * ck!
Kang Shian felt blood rush up his throat. If the people from the SARFT were here, he would spit out three liters of blood on the spot and splatter it all over their faces.
When I was filming a period drama, you guys said that I tampered with history. After all, you guys don't know what it means to make history.
When you guys said that cleavage shouldn't be exposed, we also agreed. If there's cleavage, it's not popular anymore.
I'll change everything.
But when I was filming a hot blooded animation, you guys said that it wasn't suitable for children.
His chest hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
10 AM. A passenger plane from Sydney International Airport landed at Pudong Airport.
Ten minutes later, Huang Yicong brought his little wife out of the airport and got into the CEO's car.
Huang Yicong was 32 years old and his little wife was 22 years old. She hadn't even graduated from university. Before they got married, they could only be considered acquaintances. They weren't very close.
Huang Yicong was an experienced driver. He was a womanizer and had already gotten over relationships. Therefore, when he saw that his parents wanted to introduce him to a petite little girl, he quickly agreed.
Although the little girl's cultivation was still shallow and her kung fu wasn't perfect, she could still be trained.
It was better for a woman to be flirtatious in his hands than to be flirtatious in the hands of others.
His little wife sat in the back seat and snuggled in CEO Huang's arms. She was looking at her phone when she suddenly exclaimed, "Hubby, look at Weibo. They're all scolding Star Art."
"I know." Huang Yicong was also looking at his phone.
"Look at Qin Ze. He's so awesome. He even started a company to support his sister." His little wife was envious.
"Is my 15cm not awesome?" Huang Yicong was unconvinced.
"It has size but not hardness. What's the use? If I didn't save you, your kidneys would have been eaten by a kangaroo."
“.....”
This dainty little wife of his had too much personality.
Young people were full of energy. But the old driver was exhausted.
He stepped on the accelerator but the engine couldn't. Back then, it had six cylinders. Now, it was only left with one cylinder.
"What's going on in the company recently?" Huang Yicong didn't want to continue talking about this sad topic. He asked his assistant cum driver, "I already know about Qin Bao Bao. Tell me something I don't know."
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